The fire is for the flaming newspaper that I was reading over a candle in my office this morning and the poop is for what was floating along with other gross tidbits on the basement floor this evening. Ok, so maybe it was just the corner of the newspaper that was on fire, but it was enough for me to freak and shake it all over the place to put it out, leaving pieces of soot on the floor.
The poop situation was worse but not as bad as about 8 yrs ago… (8 years??!!). Well, it was disgusting and that’s all I’ll say about that.
Then Rosie insisted on her evening tug-o-war game. It is truly a work out for me as well as for her. She’s really really strong, and tugging on a hard dumbbell shaped toy back and forth with her actually makes my biceps and shoulders sore.
Finally, I made a pot o’coffee and have been searching for a good movie to watch & relax & maybe get a little work done while it’s on… pffft! A kazillion channels and there’s not a suitable film in the bunch. bleh.
Speaking of work – just finished up a fun site today. One down… OH! Oh-oh-oh! The Badgers & Marquette are on! What the hell am I thinking? BIG rivalry those two.
Ok then, I’m outta here. xoxo